STALKER CAM.

so i came back from drunk bowling a while ago.

we determined we would move in together as a trio eventually as well as decided we would have a joined event of a famine toga party (be jealous) as well as planned other summer events, other events for upcoming weeks, dished secrets, ditched the bowling alley with bowling shoes (which will be the foot apparel to the famine toga, of course). {photography of the demenage a trois (oh tish, that's french!)}

social life really is terrific.

solos for my ladies:

roomie brandae.

& bride's maid jillian.

So i uploaded the pictures when i got home after having fumbled to the dep for some coffee, starbucks doubleshots, raspberry candies, carrott muffin, and a free newspaper. this is after of course i attempted to drive for the first time but couldn't get the car out of drive. good thing. that's all i have to say. ANYWAY. i looked through my pictures to realize that i took very many pictures of strangers at the bus terminal to show to my other friends because it was some of those "you wouldn't believe it" moments. so, let's make them believable.

NUMBER 1: RUBIX MAN.

i was coming back from an indian wedding waiting for the 43 when i just see this guy wearing abercrombie & fitch chillin' with a rubix cube. what makes it better is that all 3 of the other people that were in this booth with me were STARING at him until about four minutes in, he realized and sat on the other side of the glass box with his little friend.

NUMBER 2: STREETSTYLE VIA RTL.

[CAN I JUST POINT OUT HOW MUCH OF A BITCH IT WAS TO POST THIS ONE PICTURE?]

anyway. this is a girl i saw coming on the 45. she had an amazing jacket. you cannot really see all its glory right now... but hell. a picture is a picture.

NUMBER 3: LOVEBIRDS WATCHING THE HABS BEING SLAUGHTERED.

(blog continues to spazz)

So i was at supper with Mat & Raposo where we see this couple sitting opposite of us. we start analyzing their arms and who is going in for the hand holding and whatever else. also, the habs were losing. just wanted to point that out as a dedicated not-hockey-fan fan.

NUMBER 4: GENERAL MTV.

So as I was waiting for Jill to show up at the bus terminal, i see a gentleman of my age group walking around with cool shades, an army hat, and a ghetto-not-so-fabulous television. i thought this amazing. so i took not one but two shots (and txted two friends about it).

That is all for now. this may or may not be a recurring feature. my wake up time for work in about... 4 and a half hours? niiice, meaghan.

sorry, world. i'm watching you.

lurkingly yours,

mtb.